Lilja 4-ever Page #3

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- You're jerking me around...

- No.

- It's mine? You're sure? Mine? Yeah?

- Yeah...

- Thanks...

- I promised you.

I never got anything as nice.

- Where'd you get the money?

- I found it on the street.

- No... really?

- Doesn't matter. Mom sent money.

It's mine! Mine!

Try to take it if you can.

Hello.

- How you doing?

- Go to hell!

What happened?

You're freezing, it's cold...

- Where do you live? You want a lift?

- Go away!

Don't be afraid, I won't touch you.

I'll just take you home.

You can't walk around here at night,

it's a dangerous area.

Don't be afraid, I won't touch you.

I'm just a normal guy.

By the way, my name's Andrei.

I'm Lilya.

Pleased to meet you.

- Help yourself.

- Thanks.

What were you doing so late

in such a dangerous neighbourhood?

- Doesn't matter...

- Okay, doesn't matter.

- How old are you?

- 16.

Then you're a big girl,

but it's still dangerous.

I'd advise you not to walk there.

Well...

you going to get into my bed now?

What are you on about?

I'm not going to sleep with you.

Why'd you give me a lift?

- I just did.

- You think I'm stupid?

No, I don't. I just wanted to be nice.

I saw you and just wanted to help.

So you think I'm ugly?

I don't think you're ugly...

You're really pretty.

But I'm not going to sleep with you.

That wasn't why I...

Okay. Sorry... Thanks for the lift.

Take care...

Wait!

Wait...

I thought maybe...

maybe we could meet sometime?

Just meet...

We could go somewhere... see a movie...

I don't know. But no funny stuff.

No funny stuff?

Exactly...

Just don't get any ideas.

Okay.

Great. Cool...

Hi.

What are you doing here?

Hell, you scared me!

- Sorry.

- What are you doing here?

Sorry, I scared you.

Could I... sleep over at your place?

Okay.

Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.

He just wants to sleep with you.

No he doesn't.

Course he wants to.

No he doesn't. He's nice.

Don't believe it.

- You're just jealous.

- Not at all.

- Course you are.

- Not at all.

- But of course you are.

- No, I'm not.

He just wants to sleep with you.

He just wants to sleep with you.

Mom!

No!

Sh*t!

Sh*t!

- You want some more?

- Yes.

- Pie or ice-cream?

- Ice-cream.

Ice-cream? I'll get it.

- There you go.

- Thanks.

Total f***ing sh*t!

Now I can understand

why my mother left.

There's nothing to do here.

- Let's go to Sweden.

- What?

We take our things and go... now!

Don't you believe me?

- You're kidding.

- Of course I am. Not now. In a week.

I live in Sweden, I work there.

I'm only here on holiday.

I leave in a week.

You can come with me.

I can get a job and a flat

for you there.

It'd be cool... Haven't you ever

thought of leaving here?

This country is sh*t.

There's nothing to do here.

Sweden is a paradise compared

to here. You can really relax there.

And the people...

Even the people are different.

They're kind, not like here.

Besides, you can earn

really good money.

You know, in one month you can earn

what a doctor makes here in a year.

- That can't be true!

- Yes it is, really!

Look at it here... People are crazy!

You know what my cousin did?

He sold one of his kidneys

because he didn't have money.

Would you sell a kidney?

You don't deserve a life like that.

- What happened to the ball?

- Dad broke it.

- Broke it?

- Just punctured it.

- Why?

- With scissors.

- Why?

- I don't know. He went crazy.

I'll fix it...

Open up! It's the police!

Is it really the police?

Open or we'll break the door down!

- Hi there! How are things?

- What do you want?

- Come here!

- What do you want?

- Get out!

- Stop it!

I don't give a sh*t about them.

They're a**holes.

I'm getting out of here soon anyway.

You want some glue?

- You know what?

- No.

I'm going to get you a job in Sweden.

Really, I swear.

I don't want to leave you here alone.

I'll talk to Andrei.

I'm so glad you're coming to Sweden.

We'll get a really big flat...

with an enormous bathroom...

Everything you want.

There's something

I want to ask you.

I have a friend

and I wanted to ask you whether...

Later, later...

We'll talk about it later.

Later, later...

- You're stupid.

- I'm stupid?

- You're stupid.

- I'm stupid?

- Yes, you are!

- You can leave if I'm stupid.

- And why am I stupid?

- 'Cause that guy's tricking you.

- Tricking me?

- Yes, he really is...

- No way!

- Course he is.

In what way?

He talks about jobs in Sweden,

but he just wants to sleep with you.

- In reality, there'll be no job.

- Course there will be!

I promise I'll get you a job

in Sweden. I'll talk to Andrei.

Haven't you talked to him yet?

- I forgot.

- You said you'd talk to him.

Sorry, I forgot!

I'll talk to him, I promise.

- Were you doing something else?

- Stop it, I'll talk to him.

- What job is it?

- Something with vegetables.

- Vegetables?

- Picking them or something...

Picking? In winter?

Vegetables don't growin winter.

So?

Maybe it's warmer in Sweden.

- You know where Sweden is?

- Roughly.

- Where?

- I don't know exactly...

...but somewhere in the EU...

or whatever it's called.

And you, what do you know?!

- You're just jealous.

- Of him? Jealous? No.

- You're jealous. Yes, you are.

- No, I'm not!

- Course you are.

- No...

- Yes.

- No.

Course I'm not.

- Is it for me?

- Yes, who else?

- What is it?

- Open it, you'll see.

A passport?

- Look at the last page.

- What's there?

Now your name is Katya.

- Why?

- There could be problems at the border.

You're not 18 yet.

It's so they won't ask

unneccessary questions.

By the way, I rang my boss.

He said you could start on Monday.

- Monday? This Monday?

- Yes, this Monday.

We go on Sunday.

I have... to ask you something.

Could you get a job for another person?

I don't now.

It's for my friend,

a friend that means a lot to me.

I don't want him to be here alone.

I'll ask... I'll look into it...

It's not entirely out of the question.

You're too good!

- Hello?

- Hello, Natasha? This is Lilya.

I'm moving

with my boyfriend to Sweden.

You'll be left in this shithole.

That's how it goes, sweetie.

We're going into a tunnel,

we might be cut off...

I'm calllng

from my boyfriend's mobile.

Volodya! Volodya, please!

Bye, potato-hag!

- Hi.

- Hi.

Jump in.

Volodya! Volodya...

- Where are you going?

- I must say goodbye.

We're in a hurry.

Listen, there's something...

a little problem.

My grandmother's ill, and I have

to visit her before I go to Sweden.

- Aren't we going to Sweden, then?

- You go alone and I'll join you later.

I'm sorry, but it's my grandmother.

It might be the last time I see her.

- So, I'll fly alone?

- Yeah.

I talked to my boss, he'll meet you,

take you home and show you around.

- It's time to go.

- Yes.

- We'll see each other soon?

- I told you I'll be there in two days.

- Really?

- Really.

- It's time to go...

- Bye.

Get up. Get up, I said!

Look at him just lying here.

Jekatarina Menyova. Katya...

Good morning.

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